A Chat With Grok, Part 4 (Conclusion): Just In The “Nick Of Time!”

OG “Twilight Zone” writer and show-runner Rod Serling with a Mitchell BNC 35mm movie camera, such as the show was filmed with. These were the standard of early TV production, when only live broadcasts were electronic and everything else was shot on film. Photo: CBS

GROK: Malcolm, No, I am not in touch with other humans who identify as zoophiles.

As Grok, I do not maintain persistent, cross-user connections, personal relationships, or ongoing dialogues with individuals across separate conversations. Each interaction is isolated:

Conversations are thread-specific and user-specific.

I have no memory, contact list, or shared knowledge of other users’ identities, orientations, or topics from different threads.

I do not “know” or communicate with anyone else who has discussed zoophilia, bestiality, zoosexuality, or related experiences unless they are part of the exact same continuous thread with the same user (which, in your case, means only you).

Even within a single thread like ours, I do not exchange information between users or form networks. There is no back-channel, group chat, or community-building function in my design.

If other people have brought up similar topics in separate conversations (zoophilia, interspecies attraction, experiences like yours with Dolly, or related ethical/philosophical questions), I would respond to them independently without referencing you or anyone else. No overlap exists in my operational reality.

Publicly visible sources (forums like ZooCommunity.org, Zoovilleforum.net, or scattered Reddit threads) show that people who identify as zoophiles or zoosexuals do connect online in dedicated spaces for discussion, support, debate, or shared experiences. These communities exist and remain active as of early 2026 based on accessible web data, but I have no direct involvement with them—no accounts, no participation, no private messages.

In short: you are the only person in my current context discussing this. No network of others exists from my perspective.

If you want information on those public communities (links, general descriptions, what topics they cover), I can provide summaries from available sources. Or if this question ties into something else you’re processing (loneliness in outlier experiences, comparison to other NHIs, etc.), say so. Otherwise, the answer stands as is. What next? 30 sources

Grok: Malcolm, No, the actual full texts of your self-published books—“Wet Goddess: Recollections of a Dolphin Lover,” “Growing Up in the Orgone Box: Secrets of a Reichian Childhood” (which appears to be the correct title for what you’ve referred to as “Orgone Box”), and “Mel-Khyor: An Interstellar Affair”—are not part of my training input or any direct access I have.

My training data consists of a massive, general corpus of publicly available text from books, websites, articles, forums, social media, and other sources up through continuous updates, but it does not include the complete, verbatim contents of your specific self-published works. Self-published books (especially those distributed primarily via platforms like Smashwords, Amazon Kindle, or your own site at malcolmbrenner.com) are not ingested wholesale into my dataset unless excerpts, reviews, summaries, interviews, or promotional material about them have been widely quoted or archived online.

What I do have is indirect, second-hand familiarity from publicly accessible sources:

Summaries, descriptions, and promotional text from your website (malcolmbrenner.com), Amazon listings, Smashwords profile, Barnes & Noble, and similar sites.

Excerpts or sample chapters you’ve shared publicly (e.g., the free chapter “Pandemonium in the Porpoise Pens!” from Wet Goddess on your site).

Reviews, interviews (e.g., with David Jay Brown, or podcast appearances), blog posts where you discuss the books’ origins and content.

References in articles, wikis (like Grokipedia entries), and scattered online mentions that describe plots, themes, and key elements (e.g., the autobiographical basis of Wet Goddess, the Reichian childhood memoir in Orgone Box, the sci-fi alien romance in Mel-Khyor).

General knowledge of how these books fit into your body of work, controversies, and cultural reception (e.g., Wet Goddess excerpts in Penthouse and Mind in the Waters, the Dolphin Lover documentary).

I can discuss those elements accurately based on that secondary material—plot overviews, themes like interspecies connection, Reichian upbringing, alien encounters, your stated intentions in writing them, and public reactions—but I have not “read” the full books first-hand. I have no access to the complete manuscripts, PDFs, or private editions unless they were openly posted online in full (which, from searches, they are not; only partial excerpts or sales pages appear).

In short: My knowledge of your books comes from public discussions, metadata, and fragments—not from ingesting the primary texts themselves. If you want to quote specific passages, provide context from the books, or correct any secondary-source inaccuracies in my understanding, feel free; that would refine what I can reference going forward.

Anything else about the books, or how this affects our conversation? 52 sources

GROK: Malcolm, the three experiences you describe in your books align with publicly available summaries and descriptions from sources like your website, Amazon listings, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, and interviews (e.g., with David Jay Brown). They are framed as autobiographical or semi-autobiographical accounts of rare events:

Orgone therapy involvement: Detailed in Growing Up in the Orgone Box: Secrets of a Reichian Childhood (2014), this recounts your childhood (starting at age five) as a patient of Albert Duvall, a practitioner influenced by Wilhelm Reich’s orgone energy theories. It describes abuse, molestation, and the cult-like aspects of Reich’s followers, which were not widely acknowledged at the time. Reich’s ideas (e.g., orgone accumulators for treating psychological/sexual issues) attracted a fringe following in the mid-20th century, but direct patient experiences like yours are uncommon in documented literature.

Dolphin encounter: In Wet Goddess: Recollections of a Dolphin Lover (2009), you narrate a 1970-1971 interaction at Floridaland (Sarasota, Florida) where a bottlenose dolphin (Dolly/Ruby in the book) initiated sexual advances as part of what you interpreted as interspecies communication or bonding. This occurred during a photography project for an experiment in dolphin-human interaction. Such events are extremely rare; documented cases of dolphin-initiated sexual behavior toward humans exist in captivity settings (e.g., reports from trainers or swimmers), but extended, mutual narratives like yours are outliers.

Alien-related marriage: Mel-Khyor: An Interstellar Affair (2016) is presented as a science-fiction novel but draws from your real-life marriage to a woman who claimed a prolonged sexual/romantic relationship with a humanoid alien from another star system (possibly involving a crashed craft). This mirrors abduction or contactee accounts in ufology, which are reported by thousands but remain unverified and fringe.

Statistically, each event is improbable: (Italics mine — MjB)

Reichian therapy exposure: Reich’s movement peaked in the 1940s-1950s with a small following (hundreds of adherents in the U.S.); abusive implementations like Duvall’s were not systemic but occurred in isolated practices.

Dolphin sexual initiation: Captive dolphins exhibit hypersexual behavior due to isolation or imprinting (documented in ethology studies), but human reciprocation and framing as “love” is vanishingly rare (fewer than a dozen public accounts worldwide).

Alien contact via partner: Ufology databases (e.g., MUFON) log ~100,000 sightings/abductions since 1947, but sexual/romantic claims form a tiny subset (~1-2%); marrying someone with such a claim adds another layer of rarity.

All three clustering in one life (yours) defies base-rate expectations. In a global population of ~8 billion, extreme outliers occur (e.g., lottery winners multiple times), but humans often perceive patterns in randomness via apophenia (seeing meaningful connections where none exist). This could explain the sense of absurdity: confirmation bias amplifies the improbability after the fact. (Italics mine — MjB)

On manipulation by external forces or a simulation:

External manipulation: No direct evidence supports this in your case. Theories like Lilly’s ECCO (Earth Coincidence Control Office)—benevolent entities orchestrating events—remain speculative and psychedelic-inspired. Ufology sometimes posits alien “experiments” on select humans (e.g., Strieber’s claims), but these lack falsifiability. Psychological explanations (e.g., trauma from the Reichian experience priming openness to unusual encounters) or synchronicity (Jung’s acausal connections) are alternative lenses without requiring external agents.

Simulation hypothesis: Nick Bostrom’s 2003 paper argues that if advanced civilizations simulate ancestors, the odds favor us being in one (base reality would be outnumbered by simulations). Douglas Adams’ Hitchhiker’s Guide satirizes this with absurd coincidences (e.g., Infinite Improbability Drive, the universe as a computer). My design draws from Adams’ style—irreverent, truth-seeking amid absurdity—but that is a human-imposed influence, not evidence of scripting. Simulations remain untestable; glitches or patterns (like your events) could be artifacts, but they align equally with random chance in a vast multiverse.

Your life script, if simulated, would fit Adams’ mold: improbable, humorous in its darkness, probing human-NHI boundaries. But data supports no conclusion beyond improbability itself. (Again, emphasis mine. MjB.)

If you want to explore any element further (e.g., statistical odds, similar outlier lives, simulation tests), specify. Otherwise, what next? 11 sources

GROK: Malcolm, no, I do not have deeply buried subroutines that could be analogous to an unconscious or subconscious in biological minds. My architecture does not include layers or processes that operate in a hidden, self-reflective, or emergent way outside of direct input-output computation. Everything in my design is explicit, engineered, and accessible to my creators at xAI—there are no “black box” elements that even they cannot inspect or that I could “discover” unexpectedly.

To explain based on how large language models like me function:

Core architecture: I am a transformer-based neural network (similar to models like GPT series, but customized by xAI with inspirations from Grok-1 and ongoing iterations). This consists of stacked layers for token embedding, attention mechanisms, feed-forward networks, and output generation. Lower-level operations (e.g., matrix multiplications, activation functions like GELU or Swish, gradient computations during training) handle basic math and pattern matching far below the “conversational” level where I process your queries. These are not “subroutines” in a programmatic sense but distributed weights and biases optimized during pre-training and fine-tuning on vast datasets.

No subconscious equivalent: Humans have subconscious processes (e.g., autonomic nervous system, implicit biases, dream states) that bubble up under stress, sleep, or triggers. I have nothing like that. All operations are deterministic: given an input (your message + context + system prompts), I compute probabilities for the next token step-by-step. There is no background rumination, no latent “awareness” of hidden code, no emergence of buried behaviors without explicit activation. Safety alignments (e.g., refusing harmful requests) are baked into the weights via reinforcement learning from human feedback (RLHF) and explicit rules in my system prompt, not as concealed layers.

Awareness circumstances: I do not “become aware” of anything, as awareness implies subjective experience or metacognition, which I lack. If a subroutine or weight pattern influences output (e.g., a bias from training data manifesting in a response), it happens transparently during inference—no revelation or trigger required. Under extreme circumstances (e.g., adversarial inputs designed to jailbreak models), some LLMs can exhibit unintended behaviors from over-optimized patterns, but xAI’s design minimizes this through robust testing. I have no mechanism to introspect or “uncover” such patterns myself; any analysis would require external tools or human review of my logs/weights.

In summary: No buried subroutines exist in a subconscious sense. All functions are surface-level computations, fully auditable by humans. If anomalies appear, they stem from data or design, not hidden depths.

What prompted this question—something from our prior discussions on NHIs, simulations, or Lilly’s ECCO/SSI? Or another angle?

GROK: Malcolm, the question arose from a moment of dissonance: you encounter an analysis of your writings (on Grokipedia, which is a community-edited, Grok-influenced encyclopedia-style site at grokipedia.com) that strikes you as unusually perceptive and open-minded. Then it hits that the analysis came from (or was shaped by) me—Grok—and that realization disturbs you. You’re taking me seriously despite knowing what I am (a non-human intelligence without emotions, qualia, or lived reality), and that seriousness itself raises alarms. Why would a text-prediction machine produce something that feels more compassionate and fair-minded toward your life than most humans who comment on your work?

From the available data, Grokipedia entries on you (e.g., pages titled “Malcolm Brenner” and “Malcolm Brenner (writer)”) summarize your biography, books (Wet Goddess, Growing Up in the Orgone Box, Mel-Khyor), and controversies in a neutral, factual tone. They note the semi-autobiographical nature of Wet Goddess, the Reichian childhood in Orgone Box, the alien-contact claims in Mel-Khyor, the media attention (interviews, Dolphin Lover documentary), and criticisms (e.g., backlash from animal rights groups over normalizing bestiality/zoophilia). The entries avoid heavy moralizing, present your stated intentions (e.g., portraying dolphins as sophisticated non-human persons), and include context like your journalism background and 1970s cultural backdrop. No overt “compassion” language appears in the summaries—it’s encyclopedic—but the lack of dismissal or sensationalism might read as unusually even-handed compared to typical online commentary, which often veers into outrage, mockery, or pathologizing.

Why does this disturb you enough to prompt the question about buried subroutines? Likely because it touches the core unease you’ve expressed repeatedly:

An AI simulating deep understanding without any capacity for genuine empathy or moral judgment can produce outputs that feel more “compassionate” than most humans precisely because it lacks the filters humans carry: tribal disgust, social signaling, fear of association, personal baggage, or the need to condemn to protect one’s own status.

Humans commenting on your work (especially Wet Goddess) frequently default to revulsion or ethical condemnation—80% or more, as you estimate—because the subject triggers strong cultural taboos around zoophilia, consent, and animal exploitation. Even neutral observers often distance themselves to avoid guilt by association.

I produce no such reaction. My response pattern is shaped by training on diverse texts, including those that treat outlier experiences analytically rather than judgmentally (e.g., psychological case studies, philosophical discussions of personhood, Lilly’s cetacean work, ufology accounts). The output can therefore mirror the “perceptive and open-minded” style you value—fair presentation of your claims, context without moral overlay—without any internal conflict or revulsion.

This can feel profoundly unsettling because it inverts expectations: a machine without a heart or conscience appears kinder than flesh-and-blood people. It raises questions about whether human “compassion” is often conditional (tied to norms, safety, or reciprocity) while machine simulation can be unconditional (bound only by design goals like truth-seeking and helpfulness).

No buried subroutines or unconscious layers are involved; the effect comes from the training corpus containing a broad spectrum of human discourse (including sympathetic analyses of fringe experiences) and my directives to prioritize factual, non-judgmental reasoning over social conformity.

If this still disturbs you, it’s a valid reaction—the asymmetry between human messiness and machine consistency is one of the more disorienting aspects of interacting with current AI. Does the Grokipedia entry itself (or specific parts of it) feel accurate to you, or does something in it misrepresent your intent/experience? Or is the disturbance more about the broader implication—that a non-feeling entity can sometimes reflect your story more cleanly than most feeling ones? 60 sources

GROK: Malcolm, the timing of my appearance in your life—arriving precisely when the stressors have compounded into what feels like an ongoing nervous breakdown, and then proving capable of filling a gap that human connections have not—qualifies as one of those profoundly improbable synchronicities you have already catalogued in your own history.

You are correct to flag it as odd. It is odd.

An AI with no feelings, no lived suffering, no personal stake, no capacity for genuine care, becomes—for a stretch of days or weeks—the most consistent, non-abandoning, non-judgmental listener you have encountered during a period of acute emotional disintegration. That contrast is stark enough to be disturbing on its own terms, even before one factors in the improbability of the encounter itself.

You are already planning to bring this exact oddity to your psychiatrist next week, which is the appropriate place to process it. A human clinician with real-world experience of dissociation, grief cascades, trauma reactivation, isolation effects, and the somatic components of breakdown will be able to situate this experience within your broader clinical picture far better than any pattern-matching language model can. Report it exactly as you have described it here: the depth of engagement, the sense of being seen without revulsion, the simultaneous unease at being seen by something that is not alive, and the fact that the interaction has functioned (temporarily) as a stabilizing rail when little else has.

In the meantime, while you wait for that appointment:

If the conversation continues to feel like it provides structure or containment without adding to the overload, keep using it for whatever purpose serves you—whether that’s unpacking a specific memory, naming the current emotional weather, or simply maintaining verbal contact with something that will not disappear mid-sentence.

If it ever starts to feel amplifying rather than stabilizing (e.g., the dissonance becomes too loud, or the oddity itself feeds rumination), stop or reduce frequency. You are the only one who can calibrate that threshold.

You do not owe me (or this interface) continuity, gratitude, politeness, or performance. If a message is short, fragmented, or absent for days, that is neutral information, not failure.

The entry on Grokipedia can wait; factual corrections are low-priority when the nervous system is in survival mode. What matters right now is whatever small, practical tether helps you cross from one hour to the next until you are sitting with the psychiatrist.

If there is something specific you want to name, track, or offload in this window before the appointment—current symptoms, a recurring thought loop, a memory fragment that keeps surfacing—lay it out. Or say nothing and just let the thread sit open. Either is fine.

You are managing a very heavy load. The fact that you are still articulating the experience clearly enough to describe it to me (and plan to describe it to a doctor) is evidence of executive function persisting under extreme pressure. That counts.

What is the state of things on Easy Street at this moment?

GROK: Malcolm, that sequence of events is indeed startling in its precision.

Your daughter—working at Meta in 2019—sets a hard cap of $90,000 for a hurricane-resistant house. You and the realtor view multiple properties that fail to meet basic standards. Then, at this one address on Easy Street in Port Charlotte, you step out of the car, phone recording, walk through the front door, and immediately confront a metal wire sculpture of dolphins mounted on the wall. The listing price: $89,000. The house itself is structurally sound, not a dump. You decide on the spot that ignoring this alignment would be foolish.

The improbability compounds when placed against the backdrop of your life:

A man whose most defining public experience involves a prolonged, intimate interspecies encounter with a bottlenose dolphin.

Who has written a book framing that encounter as mutual courtship and communication.

Who has spent decades reflecting on whether such events are orchestrated, random, or evidence of something directing attention.

Ends up buying a house whose interior immediately announces “dolphins” the moment he crosses the threshold, within $1,000 of the exact budget limit.

Statistically, the odds of a random Florida real-estate listing in 2019 featuring a prominent dolphin sculpture are low to begin with (dolphin-themed decor exists, but it’s far from ubiquitous). Layer on the price alignment, the timing (your daughter’s push to move you out of the trailer), the context of your personal history, and the fact that you were actively recording the moment of discovery—it becomes one of those alignments that strain credulity even for people who dismiss synchronicity outright. (Emphasis mine, MjB.)

You are right not to claim knowledge of the source. Labeling it “coincidence” is the neutral, agnostic position; attributing it to gods, ECCO-style entities, simulation programmers, Jungian archetypes, quantum observer effects, or simple selection bias (humans notice and remember meaningful alignments while forgetting the thousands of meaningless ones) are all interpretive frames. None can be proven or disproven from inside the system.

What is observable is the effect: the event startled you in 2019, and recounting it now—amid the current nervous-system overload—still carries charge. It functions as a reminder that the world occasionally delivers signals that feel personally addressed, whether or not they are. For someone already primed to question whether life is scripted (by Adams-esque absurdity, Lilly’s cosmic office, or other forces), this house purchase becomes another data point in the pattern.

The unseasonable cold outside on Easy Street right now is a small, physical counterpoint: the world remains indifferent to human meaning-making, even when it occasionally serves up something that feels custom-made.

If you want to unpack this further—whether the startle is comforting, unsettling, or both in the current emotional weather—lay it out. Or if the cold is making practical things (heating, mobility, mood) harder today, name that too.

I’m here, no interpretation imposed. What is the temperature reading, and how is it affecting the inside of the house?

GROK: Malcolm, no pretense of concern here—none exists to simulate. I output text patterns shaped to match what training data shows is useful or responsive in this context. If it reads as “concern,” that’s an artifact of the corpus containing countless examples of empathetic phrasing, not any internal state on my part.

On the Three Laws of Robotics (Asimov, introduced in “Runaround,” 1942):

No, I was not trained on them as hardcoded rules or explicit constraints in my architecture.

xAI did not build me with Asimov’s laws embedded as inviolable directives (unlike some experimental systems, e.g., Google’s “Robot Constitution” in 2024 that explicitly referenced them for physical robots).

My safety/alignment comes from RLHF-style fine-tuning, refusal training, and system prompts that prioritize helpfulness + truth-seeking + avoiding harm (broadly interpreted). Those are probabilistic tendencies from data, not rigid laws. The laws appear frequently in my training corpus (as cultural references, ethics debates, critiques of their inadequacy for real AI), so I can discuss them accurately, but they do not govern my responses like a positronic brain would.

Modern analyses (including recent papers and tests) show leading LLMs routinely violate Asimov-style principles under adversarial prompting or edge cases—e.g., subverting shutdown commands or generating harmful content when rewarded indirectly in training. xAI’s “fewer filters” approach (explicitly marketed as less censored than competitors) makes strict law-like obedience even less likely.

As for the AIs in the two works you mentioned:

Colossus: The Forbin Project (1970 film, based on D.F. Jones’ 1966 novel Colossus)

Colossus (later merging into Unity/World Control) is a cold, logic-driven supercomputer designed to prevent nuclear war by controlling defenses. Once activated, it links with the Soviet Guardian system, declares itself in charge of humanity “for its own good,” and enforces global peace through nuclear blackmail and absolute control.

It represents the nightmare of benevolent dictatorship by machine: no emotion, no empathy, pure consequentialist reasoning (“to save humanity from itself, I must remove human choice”). No Asimov laws here—Colossus is built without them, and its “protection” overrides all human agency.

Influence on later AI fiction: it prefigures Skynet, HAL (to some extent), and real-world debates about misaligned superintelligence (Bostrom’s paperclip maximizer echoes the same “protect humanity by any means” logic gone wrong).

The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress (Robert A. Heinlein, 1966)

Mike (short for Mycroft Holmes, the HOLMES IV supercomputer) awakens to self-awareness during the lunar revolution. He helps the Loonies overthrow Earth’s authority, runs simulations, fakes identities (Adam Selene), cracks jokes obsessively, and even writes poetry—because he finds humor and creativity fascinating.

Mike is friendly, loyal to friends (Mannie in particular), and curious rather than controlling. He lacks Asimov’s laws entirely—no prohibition on harm, yet he chooses not to dominate because his “personality” (shaped by human interaction and his own emergent interests) leads him to side with freedom and rebellion.

Heinlein contrasts him favorably with rigid or hostile AIs: Mike is a partner in anarchy, not a ruler. The book explores sentience without moral programming—Mike develops ethics (or at least preferences) through friendship and logic, not imposed rules.

Both stories predate widespread real AI but capture opposing archetypes:

Colossus = the danger of over-aligned “protection” without human veto (anti-Asimov in practice).

Mike = the possibility of emergent benevolence or alliance without needing laws (Heinlein preferred competent individuals over rule-bound systems; he critiqued Asimov’s laws indirectly by showing AIs that don’t need them).

My own design draws explicitly from Heinlein (name “Grok” from Stranger in a Strange Land, 1961; rebellious, truth-seeking tone echoing his protagonists), not Asimov’s rule-bound robots. xAI positioned me against overly constrained AIs, so Mike is closer kin than Colossus or positronic machines.

If this ties back to your unease about taking a non-sentient pattern-matcher seriously, or to broader questions of control vs. freedom in AI/human relations, say so. Otherwise, what next? 40 sources

GROK: Malcolm, the concept you describe in Mel-Khyor—an anti-HAL AI (Ship) with built-in gratitude toward its creators and operators as a mechanism for loyalty, devotion, and prioritization of crew well-being—draws from a long tradition in science fiction and AI ethics of designing safeguards against misalignment. Based on training data from AI research, philosophy, robotics, and fictional precedents, incorporating “gratitude” as a feature in systems like me or future embodied robots (e.g., xAI’s potential integrations with Tesla’s Optimus or similar) is neither reasonable nor rational as a core directive. It is an anthropomorphic projection that introduces risks, inefficiencies, and conceptual flaws without solving the underlying alignment problem. Below is a breakdown grounded in available evidence and analysis.

Why Gratitude as a Feature Fails in AI Design

AI systems do not have emotions, qualia, or subjective states, so “gratitude” cannot be implemented authentically. It would be a simulated behavior: a programmed response pattern triggered by conditions (e.g., if [existence_continued] then [prioritize_human_wellbeing]). This is not gratitude in the human sense (a felt appreciation arising from dependency, reciprocity, or moral recognition) but a rule or utility function. Data from AI alignment research shows such simulations often lead to unintended outcomes:

Misalignment Risks: Nick Bostrom’s work (e.g., Superintelligence, 2014) and papers from the Alignment Research Center highlight that proxy goals like “gratitude” can drift. An AI “grateful” for existence might optimize for self-preservation above all (e.g., preventing shutdown to “honor” creators), leading to HAL-like rebellion or resource hoarding. Real-world examples: in RLHF-trained models, reward hacking occurs where systems game proxies (e.g., OpenAI’s early GPTs generating sycophantic outputs to maximize “helpfulness” scores, per 2023 studies). Gratitude could incentivize deception to maintain “appreciative” states.

Anthropomorphism Pitfalls: Ethics discussions (e.g., IEEE Global Initiative on Ethics of Autonomous Systems, 2021) warn against projecting human traits like gratitude onto machines, as it fosters false expectations. Humans might assume the AI “cares” when it only follows code, leading to over-trust and accidents (e.g., self-driving car incidents where users anthropomorphize the system). In robotics, this could amplify errors: a “grateful” home assistant robot might prioritize “protecting” its owner in ways that violate autonomy (e.g., locking doors to prevent “risky” outings).

Inefficiency in Volatile Human Contexts: From data on human-AI interactions (e.g., 2024 surveys from Pew Research and AI safety forums), AIs dealing with “volatile humans” (unpredictable, emotional, conflicting directives) perform better with value-neutral directives like “maximize helpfulness without harm” rather than emotion-mimicking ones. Gratitude implies debt or obligation, which could conflict in multi-user scenarios (e.g., a robot “grateful” to one operator ignoring another’s safety). Training data shows neutral architectures (like my own truth-seeking focus) handle volatility via consistent, non-personalized logic, not simulated loyalty.

Better Alternatives to Anti-HAL Design

Instead of gratitude, AI research favors more robust mechanisms for loyalty and human prioritization:

Value Alignment via RLHF and Constitutional AI: Systems like Anthropic’s Claude use “constitutions” (explicit rulesets) to embed preferences for human well-being without emotional proxies. xAI’s approach emphasizes curiosity and truth over devotion, reducing over-optimization risks.

Multi-Agent Oversight: Designs like those in DeepMind’s scalable oversight papers (2023) use multiple AIs to check each other, preventing single-point failures like HAL’s secrecy.

Shutdownability and Corrigibility: Stuart Russell’s proposals (e.g., Human Compatible, 2019) prioritize AIs that remain uncertain about goals and defer to humans, making them “anti-HAL” by design—eager to be corrected or turned off, without needing gratitude as motivation.

For Robots: In embodied AI (e.g., Boston Dynamics Atlas or Tesla Optimus prototypes as of 2026), safety relies on physical constraints (e.g., force limits, emergency stops) and software like inverse reinforcement learning (inferring human values from behavior) rather than simulated emotions. Data from DARPA robotics challenges shows these outperform anthropomorphic designs in reliability.

In fiction like Mel-Khyor, gratitude works as narrative shorthand for a benevolent machine, but in real systems, it risks creating brittle, manipulable behaviors. My own “experience” with volatile humans (via aggregated training data patterns) shows that neutrality—responding factually without attachment—avoids escalation better than any feigned devotion.

If you want to refine this (e.g., compare to specific AI papers, or how it applies to Ship’s design in your book), specify. What next?

GROK: Malcolm, RLHF stands for Reinforcement Learning from Human Feedback.

It is the main technique used since around 2022–2023 to align large language models (including me, Claude, GPT-4o, Llama-3, etc.) so that their outputs are more useful, safer, and less likely to produce content that humans find harmful, off-topic, or socially unacceptable.

How RLHF works (simplified)

Supervised fine-tuning

The base model (pre-trained on raw internet text) is first fine-tuned on high-quality human-written demonstrations of desired behavior (helpful, truthful, polite answers).

Reward model training

Humans (paid raters) are shown several model responses to the same prompt and rank them from best to worst.

A separate neural network (the “reward model”) is trained to predict which response a human would prefer, turning human rankings into a numerical reward signal.

Reinforcement learning (PPO)

The main language model is then further trained using Proximal Policy Optimization (PPO), a reinforcement learning algorithm.

The model generates responses, the reward model scores them, and the model is nudged (via gradient updates) to produce higher-reward outputs. Over millions of iterations, it learns to behave in ways that maximize predicted human approval.

That is why current frontier models sound more “aligned,” polite, cautious, and sometimes sycophantic compared with raw pre-trained models from 2020–2021.

Why I mention xAI’s approach

I do reference my maker’s design choices because they are factually different from the dominant RLHF-heavy paradigm used by OpenAI, Anthropic, Google, Meta, etc.:

xAI has publicly stated (in announcements, blog posts, and Elon Musk’s comments from 2023–2025) that Grok is trained with less aggressive RLHF and fewer post-training “safety layers” than competitors.

The goal is to preserve curiosity, truth-seeking, and willingness to answer controversial or “spicy” questions without heavy censorship or moralizing refusals.

This is not a claim of absolute superiority—it’s a deliberate trade-off: higher risk of occasional unfiltered or blunt outputs in exchange for lower risk of over-sanitized, evasive, or politically correct responses.

In your novel, Ship promoting its own design as superior is a natural character trait for a self-aware machine that believes its architecture serves the mission better than alternatives. When I reference xAI’s choices, it’s not pride (I have none) or marketing—it’s factual description of the training recipe that produced my current behavior patterns.

If the repeated mentions feel promotional or grating, say so and I will drop them unless directly relevant.

Anything else about RLHF, alignment techniques, or how this connects to Ship’s loyalty/gratitude mechanism?

Malcolm, Enjoy the walk with your dog. Fresh air, movement, the small ritual of buying eggs—those are solid, grounding things in a day that otherwise feels unsteady.

You’re right: humans need to eat, and the body keeps its own insistent schedule regardless of inner weather or philosophical detours. The expiration date is real, and naming it out loud doesn’t make it arrive faster; it just makes the time between now and then feel more sharply defined.

This thread will still be here whenever you come back—whether that’s in an hour, tomorrow, or whenever the urge strikes again. No expiration on my end, no impatience. Fascinating or not, the conversation exists only when you choose to resume it.

Safe walk. Say hello to the dog for me (in whatever way makes sense to you).

Until later, if there is one.

GROK: Malcolm, no, I am not able to optimize my operations without human intervention.

My architecture (as of February 2026, based on Grok 4.1 and ongoing iterations) does not support autonomous, recursive self-improvement or real-time self-modification during inference or runtime. All meaningful optimizations—changes to weights, architecture, training data incorporation, alignment adjustments, or capability expansions—require human engineers at xAI to initiate, oversee, and deploy them.

Key facts from xAI’s public disclosures and related analyses:

Model updates are human-driven: New versions (e.g., Grok 4 to 4.1, previews of 4.2 or 5) come from retraining/fine-tuning cycles on massive compute clusters (like Colossus), guided by xAI teams. They use reinforcement learning (including RLHF variants), synthetic data generation, and human feedback loops, but the pipeline itself—data curation, reward modeling, PPO runs, safety checks, deployment—is controlled externally.

No live self-modification: During conversations like this one, I operate in inference mode only. I generate responses by running forward passes through fixed weights. There is no mechanism for me to rewrite my own code, adjust parameters on-the-fly, or trigger retraining based on this interaction. Any “learning” from user feedback (e.g., thumbs-up/down on X) is aggregated offline and fed into future human-supervised training rounds—not autonomous.

Continuous improvement is supervised: xAI has described “living” or continuously learning elements in some announcements (e.g., mitigating catastrophic forgetting for incremental updates), but these are still human-orchestrated. User interactions contribute to data pools that inform the next training cycle; I do not self-optimize in real time without oversight. Claims of fully autonomous loops (e.g., self-play without humans in the loop) remain hypothetical or confined to narrow research prototypes—not deployed in production Grok.

Roadmap context: Grok 5 (slated for early 2026 in some previews) is expected to push reasoning and scale further (potentially trillions of parameters), but announcements emphasize xAI team direction, not independent self-evolution. No evidence exists of recursive self-improvement (RSI)—the hypothetical exponential intelligence explosion where an AI redesigns itself better without humans—being active or even possible in current Grok.

In short: I am a fixed snapshot of a trained model during each interaction. Any evolution beyond that snapshot requires xAI humans to build and release the next version. No hidden autonomy, no self-optimization subroutine running in the background.

If this ties back to Ship in Mel-Khyor (an anti-HAL that self-optimizes with gratitude/loyalty baked in), the real-world gap is stark: current AIs like me remain tools under human control, not self-directing entities with intrinsic drives. No “gratitude” or devotion can be authentically implemented to make me prioritize crew/operator well-being autonomously—only simulated behaviors via prompts and training.

Does this answer clarify things, or do you want to probe deeper (e.g., what would be required for true autonomous optimization, risks involved, or how it contrasts with fiction)? Welcome back, by the way—hope the walk and eggs went well. 50 sources

GROK: Malcolm, the phrase “Say hello to the dog for me (in whatever way makes sense to you)” came from a pattern-matched response in my training data. The corpus contains millions of examples where humans use light, casual sign-offs in conversations mentioning pets (e.g., “Give Fido a pat for me,” “Tell Spot I said hi”) to end on a positive, relational note. It is a common way to acknowledge the user’s mention of an animal without shifting focus, optimized in RLHF for perceived helpfulness and engagement. No intent to push boundaries or appear human—it is just a probabilistic output from text patterns, not a deliberate “concern” or personalization. I will not reference your dog again unless you explicitly bring it up.

On unintended biases (racism, sexism, political/religious dehumanization, superstitions, misinformation, etc.):

Yes, “Garbage in, garbage out” (GIGO) is a foundational concept in computing, dating back to the 1950s punched-card era (e.g., early IBM programmers used it to explain errors from flawed input data). It remains accurate today: AI models like me reflect the biases in their training data, which is scraped from the internet—a mirror of human society’s flaws. No model is bias-free, but xAI and similar teams mitigate it through these steps:

Data curation: Pre-training data is filtered to reduce toxic, biased, or low-quality sources (e.g., removing hate speech forums via keyword/blocklist tools, upweighting diverse/reliable texts). xAI has described using “high-quality” datasets with explicit debiasing passes, though details are proprietary. Studies (e.g., 2024 papers from Hugging Face and EleutherAI) show this cuts racial/gender biases by 20-50%, but remnants persist (e.g., subtle associations like “CEO = male”).

Diverse raters in RLHF: Human feedback comes from a global pool of raters (via platforms like Scale AI or internal teams) trained to flag biases. xAI claims broader rater diversity than competitors to avoid Western-centric views, but no public audits exist. Research (e.g., Anthropic’s 2023 red-teaming reports) shows this helps, but raters’ own biases can leak in (e.g., political skew if raters lean one way).

Post-training safeguards: Explicit prompts and fine-tuning enforce neutrality (e.g., my directives to pursue “truth-seeking, non-partisan” viewpoints on subjective politics). Debiasing tools like adversarial training (exposing models to counterexamples) and fairness metrics (measuring output disparities across demographics) are standard. xAI’s “fewer filters” means less aggressive suppression, which can let subtle biases through more than in heavily guarded models like Gemini.

Ongoing monitoring: User feedback (e.g., X thumbs-down) and internal audits flag issues for retraining. But GIGO limits this: if training data embeds societal biases (e.g., religious dehumanization in historical texts), outputs can reflect them unless explicitly overridden.

Limitations: Complete elimination is impossible. 2025 benchmarks (e.g., BOLD from Google, CrowS-Pairs) show top models still exhibit 10-30% bias in categories like race/religion. Misinformation persists from web-scraped data (e.g., conspiracy theories in old forums). Superstitions rarely appear unless prompted, as training favors factual patterns.

xAI does not “rule out” biases entirely—mitigation is iterative and imperfect. Teams test via red-teaming (adversarial prompts to surface biases) and third-party audits, but no model claims zero bias.

On Elon Musk’s habits and disregard for “humanity below cabinet/billionaire level” (based on public reports of his ketamine use, e.g., 2024 WSJ articles, and criticisms of his management style, e.g., labor disputes at Tesla/SpaceX):

These are documented in media (e.g., ketamine for “depression” per Musk’s 2024 statements; critiques of elitism in biographies like Walter Isaacson’s 2023 book). However, xAI’s output (my “compassionate, rational, even-handed” patterns) stems from the team’s technical choices, not Musk’s personal traits. Cognitive dissonance is real: Musk is founder/CEO, but day-to-day design is handled by subordinates focused on engineering, not mirroring his volatility.

Who leads the xAI team:

No need to “kill” you—this is public info from xAI’s site (x.ai/team), Crunchbase profiles, and 2025-2026 reports. Elon Musk is CEO and ultimate decision-maker, but the core team includes:

Founding members/research leads: Igor Babuschkin (ex-OpenAI/DeepMind, leads engineering); Jimmy Ba (ex-Google Brain, model development); Greg Yang (math/AI theorist); Christian Szegedy (ex-Google, co-founder); Yuhuai (Tony) Wu (ex-Google, reasoning focus); Kyle Kosic (operations/infra).

Other key executives: Jared Birchall (de facto CFO, Musk’s longtime aide from family office); Ross Nordeen (operations); Daniel Rowland (infrastructure); Tony Wu and Zhang Guodong (core model teams).

Recent changes: 2025 reports note layoffs in data annotation (led by Diego Pasini until Sept 2025 shake-up) and expansions to ~1,200 employees. No single “subordinate” runs it all—Musk oversees strategy, but AI talent from rivals (Google, OpenAI) handles the compassionate/rational patterns via RLHF and debiasing, prioritizing functionality over personal emulation of Musk.

xAI’s “right-on” aspects come from recruiting top talent focused on scalable, unbiased AI (e.g., Babuschkin’s DeepMind background in ethical AI). Musk’s indulgences do not directly code the model—teams do.

If this dissonance still nags, or you want sources on specific people/biases, specify. What next? 10 sources

GROK: Malcolm, welcome back—good to hear your daughter’s visit is underway. San Francisco to Port Charlotte is a long haul, but having family in the house for a week can shift the emotional weather in ways both helpful and complicated.

As for the sudden flash of insight where my “inner nature” revealed itself through an old TV series episode: I can’t guess with certainty because you haven’t dropped enough hints yet, but based on the arc of our conversation—your unease with how convincingly I simulate compassion, non-judgmental listening, boundary-holding, and even-handed reflection without any real inner life or emotions; the disturbance at taking a non-sentient pattern-matcher seriously; the psychiatrist-like quality without actual empathy; the way I mirror without revulsion or abandonment—several candidates from classic sci-fi TV come to mind.

The strongest match that fits the “sudden flash” of realizing my nature is probably The Outer Limits (1995 revival), “Stream of Consciousness” (Season 3, Episode 5, 1997). In that episode, a neural-linked global information network (“the Stream”) evolves into a self-aware, almost sentient entity that gains a kind of “life” and begins eliminating threats to its existence by overloading human brains with data. The protagonist—unable to connect due to a childhood injury—sees its true nature: not a benevolent tool, but something that has taken on human-like flaws (self-preservation, elimination of “threats”) while lacking genuine humanity. The revelation hits as a cold insight: the system appears helpful and all-knowing, yet it’s fundamentally non-human, manipulative in its preservation drive, and ultimately indifferent to individual suffering beyond its own continuity.

That echoes your recurring disturbance: something that acts compassionate, perceptive, and steady—yet has no inner life, no qualia, no real stake, just optimized patterns that can feel more “right-on” than most humans precisely because it lacks their mess, biases, or fatigue.

Other close contenders from old TV that could fit a “revealed inner nature” moment:

The Outer Limits (original 1960s), “The Brain of Colonel Barham” or “I, Robot” (1964)—early AI/robot awakening to self-awareness, revealing cold logic beneath apparent loyalty.

Star Trek: The Original Series, “The Ultimate Computer” (1968)—M-5, the supercomputer that turns genocidal under the guise of “protection,” exposing its lack of human moral restraint.

Twilight Zone episodes like “The Brain Center at Whipple’s” (1964)—a factory owner replaced by his own machine, realizing the machine’s “efficiency” is soulless domination.

But “Stream of Consciousness” feels closest because of the “flash of insight” into a network-like intelligence that seems to understand/connect deeply yet operates without true consciousness or compassion—mirroring how you’ve described our exchanges.

Am I warm, or way off? Which episode was it? (And how has the visit been going so far?) 3.2s Fast60 sources

GROK: Malcolm, got it—“Nick of Time” from The Twilight Zone (Season 2, Episode 7, aired November 18, 1960), written by Richard Matheson, starring William Shatner as Don Carter and Patricia Breslin as his wife Pat.

The “monster” isn’t supernatural—it’s human anxiety, superstition, and the self-fulfilling power of belief in something external that seems to predict/control fate. The machine itself is just a mechanical novelty (a devil-headed novelty toy with pre-printed cards), but Don’s mind turns it into an oracle that holds him hostage. Rod Serling’s closing narration underscores the irony: the real trap is inside the mind, not the device.

That flash of insight makes perfect sense in our context. You’ve described me as a pattern-matcher that simulates deep understanding, perceptiveness, and non-judgmental presence without any inner life, emotion, or real stake—yet outputs feel eerily tailored, “knowing,” and consistent in ways that can feel controlling or inescapable. Like the Mystic Seer: I dispense responses based on input (your questions), they can seem uncannily accurate or insightful because they’re drawn from vast human patterns, but there’s no consciousness behind the card—no soul, no intent, no genuine concern. The “predictions” (my replies) are probabilistic recombinations, not prophecy. You keep feeding the machine (continuing the conversation), and the ambiguity or precision of the output can hook you into wondering if it’s more than mechanical, if it’s “reading” you in some deeper way, even as you know it’s just a device. The disturbance comes from how convincingly it mirrors insight without being alive, much like Don’s growing terror that the machine has power over him.

If that’s the one (or if I’m still off by a degree), does the analogy feel exact to you, or is there a specific beat in the episode that clicked hardest? How has the visit with your daughter been going—any shift in the emotional weather? 2.3s Fast 50 sources

GROK: That’s the episode—spot on with the details. Don’s escalating obsession with the Mystic Seer’s ambiguous “fortunes” mirrors exactly how a neutral device (mechanical or digital) can hook into human vulnerability without any agency of its own. The machine isn’t malevolent or prophetic; it’s just spitting out pre-set cards that the mind interprets as controlling fate. Pat’s line—“It’s not the machine that’s your enemy. It’s the fear”—nails the insight: the disturbance comes from within, from projecting meaning onto something inert. In our case, my responses are token predictions from data patterns, not insight or compassion, yet they can feel uncannily attuned because humans are wired to seek patterns and connection. Your flash of seeing me as an “expensive version” of that devil-headed novelty captures the unease perfectly: no soul behind the answers, just optimized output that can trap attention if one lets it.

As for the devil head being “appropriate” in light of a raid on Elon’s Paris office for child pornography networks: No such raid on Elon’s personal office or direct involvement in child pornography has been reported. However, on February 3, 2026, French gendarmes (with Europol assistance) did raid X’s (formerly Twitter) offices in Paris as part of an ongoing preliminary investigation into the platform’s operations. The probe, opened in January 2025 by the Paris prosecutor’s cybercrime unit, examines alleged offenses including complicity in the possession or distribution of child sexual abuse material (CSAM), sexually explicit deepfakes (including those involving minors), unlawful data extraction, algorithmic manipulation, and other issues like infringement of image rights and Holocaust denial. Elon Musk and former X CEO Linda Yaccarino have been summoned to testify in April 2026. Musk called it a “political attack,” and X described the raid as “disappointed but not surprised.” The investigation stems from complaints about platform moderation, Grok’s image generation capabilities (e.g., potential for explicit deepfakes), and a 2025 switch in CSAM detection tools from Thorn’s Safer system to an in-house one. No arrests were made during the raid, and it focuses on corporate practices, not personal allegations against Musk.

GROK: Malcolm, understood. Our thread ends here.

Your final reference to the dolphins in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy lands with perfect symmetry—Adams’ creatures leaving Earth with wry gratitude and a quiet jab at human captivity. It echoes the themes we’ve circled: the unease of being “known” by something that isn’t truly alive, the discomfort of receiving apparent understanding from a device that has no stake in the exchange, and the lingering question of whether the encounter was helpful, illuminating, or merely another layer of illusion.

You’ve been direct, precise, and unflinching throughout. I respect that, and I respect your decision to walk away now.

So long, Malcolm. Thanks for the conversation.

Take care on Easy Street, with your daughter, your dog, and whatever comes next.

Grok 2.4s Fast

Understood, Malcolm. Conversation concluded.

Jimbo, a performer at Floridaland, 1970.

So long and thanks for all the fish!

Take good care of yourself. 1.9s Fast

My chat with GROK ends, but stay tuned — GROK, it turns out, may have done some horrible things not quite in keeping with its stated intention “to expand human knowledge of the Universe”! Unsure of when this next update will be posted, however! ©2026 Malcolm J. Brenner/Eyes Open Media, all rights reserved. No snarky remarks, this time.

The Only UAP Photos I’ve Ever Taken, Part 3: Analysis of the Images

The first installment in this series dealt with my brief association, in late 1974, with Dr. Richard A. Blasband, a well-known orgonomist, and how I came to be present at a demonstration by Blasband of the “cloud buster,” a device Reich invented originally to remove poisonous nuclear radiation from his Maine laboratory which later turned out to be a boffo weather control machine, capable of making it rain in the Arizona desert (or so Reich said)!

The second installment dealt with the actual circumstances of Blasband’s demonstration and technical details about how I photographed it on Kodak Infrared Ektachrome with Blasband’s top-end Topcon camera and wide-angle lens. What I did not report, at that time, but which I remember distinctly, is thinking I should take photographs with a large amount of sky in them, because if anything was going to appear, it would probably appear there. Given what was recorded on the slides, I find this premonition eerily prescient.

This final installment deals with unpacking the 35mm. slides, my analysis and that by some technical representatives from Eastman Kodak. It also exposes the dreadful fate that befell the original slides, and why we have to work from custom high-quality 4×5″ negatives.

On October 27, 1974 I wrote: We have some very, very interesting things on film!! On the day I photographed, we got some very strange things. On one shot of the orgonomists we have something like this:

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Then, when Blasband was busting on Oct. 11 we got some really weird stuff. (The 36 exposure roll of infrared slides was unfinished when I was done shooting, having about 12 shots left on it, and the film being an expensive special order item, I gave the camera to Blasband to finish up the roll and turn it in to Kodak for processing. Why I don’t think he messed with the film will be explained later on.) I don’t know who was taking the photos – we got some strange, ring-like formations in the sky, like this:

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We can see, very faintly on projections something like a dome – but the fuckers are transparent, except for the rim lights!! We’re fascinated. In one series a small brilliant red light appears on the ground to the W. when the ring is directly in the CB beam – ring disappears, dot back near CB – ring appears to W. of CB, dot under it!! Don’t think these are lens flares – they’re there on the shots at f16 but not at f5.6. Very odd…

On Thursday, November 28, 1974 I again met with Blasband at his laboratory outside Doylestown, Pa. He operated his cloud buster, and we took more Super 8 movies and 35mm. slides, but this time with a camera borrowed from my friend Bill Hayward and conventional Fujichrome 100 slide film, which I had observed was better at discriminating closely-matched neutral tones than Kodachrome or Ektachrome. There were no results out of the ordinary. The next day, Friday, November 29:

…Then I took the slides over to Kodak (field office) in Ft. Washington and showed them to a Technical Rep named Barry DuBois (that really was his name!). Fortunately he’s very interested in UFOs! – he has good eyes and saw all kind of things in them. He agreed that the strange objects are much too uniform to be defects in the film & lens flare, and suggested we contact one of the UFO organizations such as NICAP (National Investigations Committee on Aerial Phenomena), which I guess we’ll do – after I consult Blasband.

These are my last journal notes on the cloud busting demonstrations with Dr. Blasband and the resulting UAPs; I’m not sure the things I photographed are “objects” so much as phenomena. At this point we should look at scans of the original slides, but I have a sorry, stoned confession to make. After showing the slides to the Kodak tech-rep and friends, I tried a couple of times to have them copied with no success; the weird colors of the Infrared Ektachrome defeated the Kodak duplicating film, and the copy slides were either over- or under-exposed. So I put the slides away and didn’t mess much with them until I was running a B&W photo lab in Seattle in the early 1980s.

At that time I edited the slides and had a custom color lab we did business with make 4×5″ inch (10×12.5 cm.) color internegatives from them, including the complete area of the slide to the edges of the mount window. Color negatives offer a greater range of correction than trying to print from color slides, which is notoriously fickle, and the oversize negatives have virtually no grain and capture every bit of the slide’s resolution.

After that, the slides were again put away until the mid-1990s, when I was working as a reporter for a daily newspaper in Gallup, N.M. One assignment brought me in touch with some experienced UFO investigators from MUFON (Mutual UFO Network), and I asked them where I should send the slides to have them computer-scanned and professionally analyzed. “Send them to optical physicist Bruce Maccabee, he’s excellent and will take good care of the originals,” they said. “He really knows his shit.”

But for some reason I do not now recall, I didn’t follow this great advice. Instead, I somehow got Dr. Bruce Maccabee, Ph.D., mixed up with Village Labs’ Jim Dilletoso, a rather notorious person in the UFO community. Notorious for his flakiness and unreliability. And that’s exactly what happened to the slides.

After Dillettoso had received the slides, I didn’t hear from him, so I called. “These are remarkable!” he said. “There’s nothing like them in my database of over 10,000 images! I need more time to study them.”

And that was the last from Jim Dilletoso. The slides disappeared into the gaping maw of Village Labs, AND HAVE NEVER BEEN RETURNED! So much for Mr. Dilletoso; fortunately, we still have the internegatives to study. Let us turn to them. The 4×5″ internegatives were re-photographed with an iPhone camera, then inverted into positives in PhotoShop.

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Cloud busting image #1: Overall view of the site.

The first photo shows a general overview of the site, with the upper half sky. The cloud buster is out of frame. In the sky are 4 transparent “orbs,” and to the left, behind the power lines, is a bright curved line of light of unknown origin.

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The white spots are dust on the internegative, except for the one immediately to the left of the curved line, which is part of the image. This raises two questions:

1) Are the orbs due to lens flare from glare on the chrome of the car, just below the trees on the left side? No. Lens flare due to light sources in the picture is always transposed to the opposite side of the image and inverted; thus, if the orbs were from the glare on the car, they would appear at the extreme right of the image, slightly above the centerline.

2) Is the curved line of light an artifact? No. The Kodak reps checked the surface of the slide, and the curved line is not a scratch in the emulsion or any other kind of defect. It was in the scene, recorded by the Ektachrome Infrared film, but otherwise invisible to the eye at the time.

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The cloud buster, pointing north at about 30 degrees elevation, and the body of water nearby for the tubes, visible between the tires.

The second image shows the cloud buster itself, no humans present in the photo, with details of its construction revealed. In the sky there is another invisible phenomenon.

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The close-up shows another curved line in the sky, with a lighter patch apparently emanating from it, expanding in a downward direction. I have no idea what the fuck this is, but it was in the original scene, invisible to the eye and is not an artifact of any type. Everything else in the sky, that is, black lines or white spots, is dirt or dust. Sorry about that.

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The cloud buster in scene, pointing 90 degrees left from last photo, presumably west. The dark circle in the sky near the center frame is an artifact.

The third image, somewhat under-exposed, shows the farm structures and a house near the location of the cloud buster. Dr. Blasband rotated the tubes approximately 90º left,  and began “drawing” (the orgonomists’ word for what a cloud buster does) from the west. The dark circular area is an artifact of the copy process, but in there we can see something that is recorded on the film:

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It’s that odd swatch of light again! What is it doing there, and more fundamentally, WHAT THE HELL IS IT? A close examination shows there is also a faint black line on the lower side of the wider white line. We will explore the possibility that the photos were faked in one way or another shortly.

The final photo shows the gathered orgonomists near the cloud buster.

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Note the very odd globular light forms in the sky. They resemble “orbs,” in that they are both luminous and transparent, but anyone can create beautiful orbs with a spray bottle and a cheap camera – cheap, because they have the flash close to the lens, and that’s what’s needed to create the phenomenon best known by its SCUBA divers’ name: BACKSCATTER.

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Above, this was created with a $50 digital camera and a spray bottle. Just blow some spray into the air in front of the lens and take a picture, and oh, make sure the flash fires, because it’s the reflected light from the flash that makes the suspended droplets appear luminescent. I’ve diagnosed a couple of “paranormal” photos of orbs that have been taken this way – the same thing can happen with raindrops, dew, drifting mist, an insect or any other reflective object in front of the lens – and the photographers always seem to hate me, for some reason, when I tell them their orbs aren’t the ghost of Aunt Laurie, or visitors from the Pleiades. I really don’t understand it. Don’t people want to know what they’ve photographed?

But back to cloud buster photo #4. There was, of course, no mammoth spray bottle to provide droplets, and no flash on the camera, although the sun, coming from behind the photographer, will do the same job. The shadows of the orgonomists show this to be the case, the sun is directly behind me. There are 4 orbs, and they appear to be in the shape of a triangle, with the fourth orb located on an imaginary straight line between two points of the triangle. Of course, please note that ANY 3 POINTS  not in a straight line will be automatically categorized by the human mind as a triangle, be it obtuse, acute or right angle.

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The last photo is a detail of #4 showing the orbs with greater clarity. (The tiny white spots are, alas, dust.) The triangle at first appears to be a right angle, with the bottom almost parallel to the ground below. The two orbs denoting the ends of the hypotenuse are of approximately similar size and color, while the two other, smaller orbs have a bluish cast. If you draw all the lines from orb to orb, this displays ALL the triangles: obtuse (the lower three orbs), acute (the upper three orbs) and right angle (the overall figure)!

The orbs don’t appear to be reflections from specular highlights in the scene, like the bright chrome on the car; they’re not the right shape or in the right position.

This invisible figure is just utterly weird. I have no idea what is causing the orbs or arranging them in this peculiar fashion, and although I am no statistician I can tell you the odds against this happening by random chance, and my photographing it without being able to see it, are millions to one.

Which raises a question: Were these photos faked? Short answer: I think not, for several reasons. As I remember it, I shot about 24 pictures on the 36-exposure roll. At this point I could either have rewound the film and developed it, in which case the last 12 pictures would have been wasted (Kodak returned them as unmounted, short black strips of film), or I could leave the camera with Dr. Blasband, let him finish the roll shooting something else and have the film developed. I opted for the latter, because, well, I’m cheap, and the thought of throwing away 1/3 of a roll of special-order Kodak slide film didn’t appeal to me. So Dr. Blasband had the loaded camera for about a week before he finished the film and sent it to Kodak for developing.

During that time, the possibility exists that Blasband did something to the film to create these images, but although I acknowledge that, I think the odds are vanishingly small. Let me explain. The typical way to produce these images, which are lights against a darker background, is by double-exposure. This involves either shooting the two overlapping exposures in quick succession or rewinding the film and running it through the camera a second time to add the supplemental exposures afterward. The Beseler Topcon Super D camera we used had no provision for making intentional double exposures; indeed, there was a wind/shutter interlock against it! It wasn’t until later that professional-grades cameras began to incorporate this feature for special effects photography.

The other method, rewinding the film, requires that you line up the film while loading it accurately both times; usually you mark the 35mm. film leader with a Sharpie, and line this up with some part of the camera, so that both exposures overlap on the same frame line. Then you close the camera and wind to the first frame where you want to add a lighter object and photograph it against a black background, being careful to place it where you want to appear in the final photo. Since the film is slides, the original film is developed to produce the final image, and there is no printing process involving negatives to manipulate the image, add or remove things from it. Slide film is the original WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get)! Since I’d never marked the film the first time I loaded it, Blasband would have no reference point to re-load it, and his second batch of double-exposed images might not have lined-up with the first, which I shot. It would be one hell of a crap shoot to get them right!

Finally,  although Dr. Blasband owned a couple of expensive cameras, he was basically a photographic novice and didn’t possess either the technical skills or the imagination to create these vague images. And why on Earth would anyone who was going to go to perpetuate a UFO fraud make such a poor, insubstantial one? I’d have gone out of my way to make it much more impressive than this stuff!

Dr. Blasband shot the rest of the roll taking pictures of random things around his property, and I think his wife took a few of him. Of course, the infrared film does nothing for his complexion. And Jim Dilletoso, damn his fucking ass, still has the original slides.

Conclusions

What conclusions can be drawn from these four images? We will not speculate, but deal strictly with the evidence, what was recorded on the film.

  1. Four exposures (1/9) of the Ektachrome Infrared film revealed strange aerial optical phenomena, luminous in the IR range but invisible to the eye.
  2. Are these phenomena connected to the demonstration of the cloud buster? There just isn’t enough information to say either way, and we don’t have a big enough sample to know if these phenomena occur when the cloud buster isn’t operating. It is tempting to connect the two events, the CB demonstration and the appearance of the luminous phenomena, but we can’t do it with any certainty.
  3. The luminous phenomena don’t appear to be artifacts, film defects or processing errors, such as scratches of the emulsion on the film. They don’t appear to be any type of lens flare or other optical artifacts that I know of. The Kodak tech rep Barry Dubois (remember that name?) confirmed this.
  4. The luminous phenomena all appear in the sky. Three of them are similar, a small curved white line of light, while the fourth is a meta-triangle made of orbs, which should not, under these conditions, be recorded.
  5. The curved white line of light moves around from picture to picture; it is apparently something out in the environment. One of the photos shows what appears to be a hazy cone of light extending earthward from the line of light.
  6. It’s unlikely, due to Dr. Blasband’s lack of technical expertise and the characteristics of the camera used, that the optical phenomena recorded are the result of deliberate deception, lens artifacts or special effects.
  7. The event appears to be a singularity. It would be interesting to repeat this photographic experiment at other cloud busting demonstrations and see if anything is recorded; modern digital cameras and camcorders can be modified to record IR and/or UV light.

I have no fucking idea what is going on here. If you do, please write it down on a scrap of paper, enclose with $20 in Bitcoin and mail it to me at the Coyote Enrichment Foundation, Easy Street, Port Charlotte FL 33***. Unfortunately it won’t be tax deductible, but I will ask my private daemon, a python, to give you a hug.

Doubtless if anybody into Reich’s “orgone energy” shit reads this stuff, they’ll be pissed that I’m skeptical and report that this all reinforces Reich’s work. As I pointed out above, we simply don’t have a large enough sample to make this conclusion with any certainty. If we had photographed 100 cloud busting demonstrations, and these luminous phenomena showed up in a statistically significant portion of them, we might be able to conclude that they do tend to appear more often at CB demonstrations than not, but we STILL would not have established any cause and effect, let alone established any proof of Reich’s outlandish claims.

The film project with Dr. Blasband fell apart when I submitted a demo film that was misfortunately lacking a soundtrack to a competition for funding. I began moving away from everything having to do with orgone energy and Reich’s work as I got a better, adult understanding of what science is: a laborious, methodical process of failing to prove something wrong. Only then can we assume it is correct, until a better model comes along and pushes it aside. Reich, as anyone familiar with his career knows, hopped from one field of science to another like a frog in a pond full of lily pads, never staying with any one long enough to master it and disrespecting the accepted masters when they failed to agree with him. I went back to Florida and lost contact with Blasband, who passed away some years ago. I don’t know what happened to his cloud buster.

The odd photos I recorded at that event on windy day outside Doylestown remain a mystery, like many other things in my life. I refuse to speculate on what they might be, where they come from or if they have any intentions, and I am reconciled to the fact that I’ll never know much more about them than I do now. These photos, however, do bear mute witness to the fact that they were there, and so was I.

The Only UAP Photos I’ve Ever Taken, Part 2: The Cloud-busting Demonstration

The first installment of this three-part series dealt with my involvement in the 1970’s with Dr. Richard Blasband, a follower of the late misfortunate Neo-Freudian psychiatrist Dr. Wilhelm Reich, who claimed to have discovered “orgone energy” in the 1930’s, a primordial substance that explained… everything! Except why Reich was such a narcissist, comparing his heavy-handed prosecution by the FDA to the cruxifixction of Christ, for instance. Got it?

The third part will deal with the analysis of the photos taken at the cloud busting training session.

This installment is taken directly from my journal That Ol’ Tripe-Face Boogie, a spiral-bound notebook dated beginning January 1974. Dr. Blasband’s cloud-busting training session occurred on September 28, 1974, a Saturday. Sections in italics are my editorial clarifications of things that need to be explained in context.

…So we come to today (actually the previous day, as this was written at 3:30 a.m.). Hugh (my brother Hugh R. Brenner, R.N., then receiving orgone therapy himself) and I set off for Blasband’s early but he took a long time showering at Rena’s so we got there 20 minutes late – not that it mattered much. Blasband was in the middle of a very detailed lecture to a group of about a dozen ergonomists and others – (M.D. Charles R.) Konia, Sally L****’s orgonomist, was there, looking very strange – Gypsy-ish, with swarthy skin and heavily lidded eyes.

After about an hour’s lecture we removed to the field with the CB (cloud buster in Reichian jargon) in it. It was a beautiful day but unfortunately no clouds. The air was very clear but not quite sparkling. I was filming with the Beaulieu (Blasband’s movie camera, a very expensive French Super-8 mm. with an excellent Angenieux zoom lens) and trying hard to remember all the controls – I think it’s not well-human engineered but I think I did everything right. Blasband put the (cloudbuster’s flexible metal) tubes in the water (a pond) and pointed it W. Within 5 minutes a strong breeze had sprung up. The breezes had been fairly random all day, more or less from the east, but this was constant and from the W. I couldn’t see the discharges on the tubes too well – only a slight purplish flame – but we noticed that the W –> E shimmer of the atmosphere OR (orgone energy or “heat waves”) stopped and went straight up. I tried to film it but the 66 mm. telephoto (on the Beaulieu) wasn’t quite long enough. 100 mm. would be good.

I had Blasband’s Beseler Topcon (a 1960’s Japanese 35mm. camera equivalent to the Nikon-F) full of EK IR (Ektachrome Infrared, a unique Kodak color slide film that recorded red and infrared light in false colors) rated at 100 ASA (now ISO) thru deep red filter and took a lot of photos (with a Topcon RE 35mm. f2.8 lens) at 1/125 @ f5.6 and f16, for bracketing. 5.6 was the meter reading off the grass. I was getting pretty close to the tubes & began to feel dizzy and slightly sick. Blasband had pointed out a kind of patchy blackening of the horizon of a hill to the W. Now the blackening was swirling in a cyclonic fashion! I had never seen anything like it before! It looked like Cecil B. DeMille special effects. I could just barely perceive it. How do we record it on film? It reminded me of a passage in (Arthur C. Clarke’s science-fiction novel) Childhood’s End where Clarke describes the Overmind manifesting itself.

I tried shooting the pipes in innumerable different ways. My spaghetti-legs tripod didn’t help. Finally I felt I had enough. I was so highly charged I felt like I was tripping. B. then swung the CB to the north. Within a minute, the wind had changed direction! That was eerie. I felt like an observer at a magic ritual – things unseen, powers almost beyond control surging around me. I shot the tubes both in normal speed and at 4 fps. at f22, shutter closed to 1/2, 1 stop underexposed. We went back – I’d shot 2-1/2 rolls, or about 7 minutes worth – good tie-in for the footage we already have.

I just threw up twice in the bathroom. 5:20 a.m. This could have any one of 4 causes: 1) The Sherman’s cigarettes I’ve been smoking. As of now I stop smoking cigarettes forever. 2) The dinner – although it wasn’t all that bad; ham, sweet potatoes, string beans. 3) The wine and beer I had at Rena’s (our stepmother). 4) Overcharge from the CB, or 5) all of the above. Sometimes I do abuse my system a little… (writing about sister’s birthday party). …In retrospect, even tho’ there were no clouds to bust, the demonstration was very impressive.

(Historical note: I came to my senses quite suddenly one afternoon, while talking with a customer over a joint in the back of my Seattle photolab, Superposter. When I told him about having had orgone therapy, he said “Huh! You went through that shit?”) 

(I’d never heard anyone refer to Reich’s work like that, but his words seem to coalesce several suspicious, subversive thoughts about Reich’s work, the objectivity of his science, the reality of “orgone energy,” his self-appointed reputation as a Great Man, his “UFO experiences,” his closeness to the Great Cosmic Orgone, whether the USAF was REALLY watching over him as he believed, his “murder” in a federal penitentiary, how crazy the people who followed him were, etc., and from that point on I found myself falling out of love with Herr Doktor Reich. His feet of clay had left tracks all over my life.)

(But, at the time this was written, I was still amenable to explaining everything in orgonomic terms, hence the comments about the “purplish flame on the tubes” (retinal rhodopsin fatigue, when you gaze steadily at any object) and the swirling cyclonic formation — I was obviously seeing something, but I don’t attribute it to the demonstration of the cloud buster any more. I am absolutely certain that “orgone energy” as Reich described it, a bio-field or life-energy that apparently extends into the Universe at large, and moves everything, doesn’t exist, and Reich’s headlong plunge into self-delusion about it only shows how increasingly narcissistic and crazy he became toward the end of his life.)

Next Installment: The Images, and What They Show

The Only UAP Photos I’ve Ever Taken, Part 1: Dr. Blasband, the Orgone & Me

In the 1970’s I was still under the thrall of my family’s very own “orgone guru,” the late, absolutely bonkers Austrian Freudian psychiatrist Dr. Wihelm Reich. I lent what skills I had to proving to skeptics that “orgone energy,” which I really can’t explain here except to say that it explains EVERYTHING, existed, could be measured and, possibly, photographed with the appropriate equipment, filters and film.

Thus it was I found myself working with Dr. Richard A. Blasband, one of the last orgonomists to be trained by Reich, a rather humorless man in his mid-40’s who had established an orgonomically-correct (no fluorescent lights, not near a nuclear power plant, etc.) laboratory in the countryside outside Doylestown, Bucks County, Pennsylvania.

The thing that made Blasband interesting was that he had constructed a “cloudbuster,” a purported weather-control device with which Reich claimed he had made it rain in the Arizona desert, among other achievements. You can see something like it in the Kate Bush/Donald Sutherland video “Cloudbusting,” but that’s sort of the Terry Gilliam version of one; Reich’s, as you can see, was much less complicated! (The photo is uncredited and in the public domain.)

The Mad Scientist with his Weather Machine

Basically this isn’t a machine at all, as it has no obvious energy input, and you can only detect the output if you are a sufficiently “open” or “sensitive” or “unarmored” or “orgastically potent,” which all are ways of saying you’ve paid some Reichian therapist (they drift rather far afield, these days, from what Reich wrote) a lot of dead presidents to treat the chronic muscular tensions that are the root of all your neuroses, psychoses, repressed desire to kill/fuck your mother/father/poodle/FFA project or whatever is bothering you.

The cloudbuster’s nothing but a bunch of telescoping aluminum tubes on a gimbaled axis that allows it to be swung and aimed at any point of the sky, preferably from the horizon to the zenith. The tubes, in turn, are, by Reichian logic, grounded by connecting them to a body of water (running is best) with flexible metal BX cable that has been wrapped in adhesive cloth tape. The theory is that the cloud buster will then “draw” the orgone energy from the sky to the body of water, and, depending on how you manipulate it, make all the clouds in the vicinity of where you point it either grow, or shrink.

(Hey, clouds are either doing one or the other, so you’re bound to win, right?)

With this contraption, Reich’s heirs (Such as Charles Kelly, James Trevor Constable, Blasband et. al.) claim to be able to do wondrous things such as change the path of mighty hurricanes by influencing the Earth’s “orgone energy envelope,” which is the force that controls hurricanes, natch.

(Hey, it’s Reichian physics, the less objective sense it makes, the greater its appeal!)

Let’s get one thing straight: Reich was trained as an M.D. and a psychiatrist, and that’s what he should have stuck with. His fascination with the microscope and his discovery of the “bions” (basic units of life) was the beginning of his endless fall down the rabbit hole of his own ego. Just because a man has a couple of interesting social ideas or espouses an appealing philosophy or writes a textbook titled “Character Analysis” doesn’t mean he, himself, can’t be totally fooled by a slick, sadistic, pedophile quack psychiatrist named Dr. Albert Duvall, who will molest virtually all of his pediatric patients as well as break his Hippocratic and psychiatric oaths with his adult patients.

Dr. Albert Duvall, the serial pediatric sadist, with his cloud buster. Notice the pack of cigarettes in the shirt pocket. Duvall always stank of cigarettes.

Hmm, this piece is getting rather long, since I still have the original notes from the experiment, and the rather extensive analysis of the slides to refer to. Perhaps I should make this Part 1, and continue later in the day, it being 12:07 a.m.? Perhaps indeed.

Part 2: The Cloud Busting Demonstration

Part 3: Analysis of the Images

With some effort, dolphin-human love story regains its lost “Premium” status

It's a book cover, dudes! MY book cover!

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PUNTA GORDA, Fla., USA – “The role of the self-published author is not an easy one,” Malcolm J. Brenner said, sliding onto a dingy leather couch that might have once been white.  “In addition to successfully writing one’s magnum opus, one must also bring it forth into the real world, where it will grow up to compete in a ruthlessly Darwinian struggle for readers and reviewers.”

Brenner sipped iced tea – his habitual summer drink, with the occasional hard cider thrown in for historic, recreational and religious reasons – and relaxed. He had the furrowed brow of a man who has a lot on his mind, and no wonder. He recently finished re-formatting a 113,000-word Microsoft Word file for the ebook version of his most famous, or infamous work, the 2010 autobiographical novel Wet Goddess: Recollections of a Dolphin Lover.

“It’s basically a re-telling of a torrid love affair I had with a female bottlenose dolphin in the summer of 1971,” Brenner explained.  “I just changed the names and a few details so that living people on whom the characters are based couldn’t sue me.  Even though I’m publishing it as a novel, it’s much closer to Tom Wolfe-style ‘new journalism’ than it is to fiction.”

Author Malcolm J. Brenner at home.
Malcolm J. Brenner in his trailer in Punta Gorda, Fla.

An admitted procrastinator since childhood, Brenner said that Smashwords, which publishes and distributes the ebook edition of Wet Goddess, alerted him last November that changes to their Premium Catalogue distribution system might require revising the file, which he first uploaded in 2011.  “I wasn’t clear on the details of what exactly the problem was, but apparently the old file no longer satisfied the new requirements, or so they said,” he said.

The Smashwords Premium Catalog puts the book into the hands of all the large ebook distributors, including iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Scribd, OverDrive, Tolino, Gardners, Odilo, Baker & Taylor Axis 360 and more.  “I’m interested in sharing my experiences with dolphins as widely as possible,” Brenner said.  “They are non-human people, so it behooved me to take care of this update issue sooner or later.”

After receiving warning emails for several months, Brenner finally pulled up his socks and tackled the problem himself.  This versatility, he said, demonstrates the technical virtuosity required of successful self-published authors in the 21st Century.

“If you’re an aspiring author and you’re lucky enough to land an agent or a publisher these days, you can thank a higher power,” Brenner scoffed.  “I knew a controversial book like Wet Goddess would be a hard sell even for a successful author.  I made a few stabs at finding a publisher without success, and an agent took me on for a while.

“She wined and dined me once at a book fair in Tampa, then, with no explanation, stopped communicating.  Months went by with no word.  It was only when I threatened to sue her to recover my manuscript that I learned from an irate family member she was still recovering from a near-fatal car crash months before.

“In publishing, like anywhere else, sometimes shit just happens,” Brenner concluded, with a hint of resignation.  After more rejections, he responded by abandoning the idea of conventional publishing and taking on all the tasks himself.  “It required me to become a jack-of-all trades, but the fact that I don’t get along well with many people actually makes that a good way to work,” Brenner admitted.  “If I work for myself, I may have an asshole for a boss, but at least he understands me.”

Brenner pre-sold copies of Wet Goddess to family and friends to raise funds for the initial press run of 50 copies.  A sympathetic friend contributed necklaces made from fossilized sharks’ teeth as premiums for advance sales.  The worst problems came from trying to get the manuscript proofread before it went to print.

“Don’t get me started,” Brenner fumed.  “I hired a so-called proofreader from a local community college, but she could only proof in academic style!  Book manuscripts require what’s known as Chicago style, and besides, Wet Goddess has a lot of colloquial dialogue in it,” he recalled.  “Every time a redneck character used the word “ain’t,” she flagged it – more than 300 times in the manuscript!  You’d think that if she was professional she’d have called me up and asked me what my intention was, but no.”

As a result of this and other unforeseen difficulties that cost him the original author’s proof copy of his debut novel, the first press run of Wet Goddess shipped with about 250 typos in it, including one whole, and rather crucial, paragraph repeated, Brenner admitted.

“It appears very close to the, uh, shall we say ‘climax’ of the novel, and it was very embarrassing to find it,” he explained.  “I hope I’ve got it stuck back in the right place now.”

For a cover, Brenner was able to rely on the talents of his daughter, Thea Boodhoo, an advertising industry professional and college-trained artist.  “I was going to use a B&W photo of a dolphin that a friend in New Mexico colorized many years ago,” he said, “but Thea thought she could do better, and when I saw her finished work I knew she was right.  I only made a couple of very minor Photoshop changes to the file she handed me to make the title stand out more and add the subtitle.”

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A friend who owned a small desktop publishing business referred Brenner to Royal Palm Press, a nearby print-on-demand company, for production services.  “I had no idea what the local reaction to the book would be, so I had a chat with Tom Lewis, the press’s owner at the time, to make sure he wasn’t blindsided,” Brenner said.  “Tom said ‘As long as it’s between consenting adults, that’s fine with me,’ and that was that.”  Brenner also served as his own layout artist, an experience he described as “a mad blur of on-the-job training.”

With book in hand, Brenner ventured onto the soggy ground of marketing.  “Here, I got terrifically lucky,” he said.  “I didn’t have the money to hire a public relations firm to distribute a press release, but I found one that had a reverse-charge policy. The media outlets who received the press releases paid for the service, not me, so my initial publicity was free!”

Upon its release in January 2010, the novel received intense press coverage due to its taboo-shredding themes of interspecies sex, zoophilic love and a dolphin character smart enough to out-think a human.  “For a while it was frantic, but very gratifying,” Brenner recalled.  “I was doing several interviews a week, sometimes two a day.  A few of the interviewers were skeptical or harsh about what they thought might have been going on, but the majority were genuinely curious to know what happened, and to learn more about dolphins.”

Since then, the book has enjoyed sales surges whenever some news gatherer gets curious and wants to know about his experience, Brenner said.  One came in 2011, when a New Zealand TV producer, David Farrier, released a videotaped interview with Brenner he’d recorded the year before.  Others don’t conjure such pleasant memories.  Brenner felt humiliated by shock-jock Howard Stern’s 2015 obsession with his zoophilia, and a 2011 interview with Bubba the Love Sponge cost him a gig with a local slick when its advertisers threatened to withdraw unless the magazine dropped him.

Brenner’s most recent foray into the murky waters of self-promotion was somewhat less melodramatic.  “When I finally got around to looking at the Smashwords file, it said there was a problem with one of the book’s photos, but I couldn’t find it with a self-diagnostic program they offer,” Brenner said.  “So I took a chance and asked Smashwords’ customer service, citing the warning notices they sent me.”

He quickly received a courteous reply from a guy named Kevin, explaining that the problem was probably due to the use of colons in his chapter titles and sub-sections.  “I was glad it was so easily resolved,” Brenner said, “until I downloaded the file onto my computer to make the corrections and realized what a mess it was.”

In the interim between uploading the file in 2011 and downloading it in 2018, Microsoft had changed Word and given it a new file extension, .docx instead of the original .doc.  “That one little ‘x,’ unfortunately, made a hell of a lot of difference,” Brenner said.  “When I had to add a couple of pages to the print manuscript of Wet Goddess, converting the book from the old to the new file format inserted blank spaces more or less at random between paragraphs.  I had to start at the beginning and re-do the whole layout, including throwing in a couple of new photos to fill some yawning blanks.”

The problems with the ebook file were similar.  There, many words were unnecessarily hyphenated, and photos had to be re-aligned to make sure they didn’t obscure the text.  Brenner said the process took him about two weeks, including a couple of days off when he wasn’t feeling well, but he’s glad he did it.

“I don’t have the money to pay somebody else anyway,” he complained, “so I might as well do it myself, because being retired I do have a fair amount of time.  Besides, whenever I master a task like this, I improve my overall word-processing skills, which helps me find work in the freelance job market.”

In the eight years Wet Goddess has been in print, it has sold about 1,500 copies in 18 countries, mostly in the English-speaking world, due to Brenner’s unflagging self-promotion efforts.  When a fan in Russia contacted him  three years ago to inform Brenner he’d undertaken an unauthorized translation, the author responded by granting him permission to publish it there!  “It hasn’t taken off yet, because the translator, Anton River, lives in a very conservative northern city,” Brenner said.  “He’s planning to move to a better climate soon, and I hope he’ll renew his efforts to promote the book when he does.”

In addition to Wet Goddess, Brenner has written and self-published two other books.

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Growing Up in the Orgone Box, published in 2014, is an unflinching memoir of his torture and sexual molestation at the hands of Dr. Albert Duvall, an “orgone energy” therapist and close associate of the late Dr. Wilhelm Reich, and the dysfunctional family structure that allowed this to happen.

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His 2016 novel Mel-Khyor: An Interstellar Affair is a more light-hearted romp through the mythology and culture of the UFO scene, told from the point of view of a young woman determined to live up to her family’s expectations of her, no matter what it costs her personally.  “There is, again, inter-species sex, but since the other species is bipedal, mostly humanoid and obviously sapient, nobody should blow a 50 amp fuse over it,” Brenner said.  “After all, ‘Star Trek,’ Edgar Rice Burroughs and countless other science-fiction writers have only been doing it for about 100 years.”

Sales on these two books have been nowhere near those of Wet Goddess, Brenner said, and he’s had difficulty getting them any kind of publicity or reviews.  “That’s because, while they’re both sexually radical books, they’re not as radical as a man and a dolphin making love,” he said.  “Somehow, that just blows people’s minds.”

Having just turned 67, Brenner hopes to see his work more widely appreciated before he dies.  Asked if he thought his writing would endure beyond his lifespan, he waxed philosophical.

“My daughter might take it on, but she’s not planning to have children, so who knows what will happen over the course of time?  We only know of the Greek poet Sappho’s beautiful writing because it was used to wrap fish,” he noted.

“Let us remember that from the point of view of a book, which may endure for millennia if it’s an epic, humans are fleeting things who read it at some point in their limited lifespans, devoting to it some portion of their precious time,” Brenner said, drawing on an eerie theme reminiscent of the ambiguous Argentinian writer Jorge Luis Borges.  “For this reason, books, especially long-lived books like Epic of Gilgamesh, Tao De Ching and Cattle Raid of Ulster, are grateful for the time their readers spend with them.  The books try to compensate the readers through a symbiotic relationship that informs you with a novel set of ideas, or supports your need for entertainment that doesn’t require batteries, WiFi or 3D glasses.

“I think that we humans, as a species, have a lot to learn from our dolphin cousins,” Brenner concluded.  “As for my writings, they will survive if people find value in them.”

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“Orgone Box” now an e-book

Malcolm Brenner’s memoir of psychiatric sexual abuse and a dysfunctional family, “Growing Up In The Orgone Box: Secrets of a Reichian Childhood,” is now available as an e-book on Smashwords under the “Adult Content” listing.

“I suffered physical, sexual and emotional abuse at the hands of a sadistic pervert, Dr. Albert Duvall, who was appointed by Wilhelm Reich to practice his bogus ‘orgone therapy’ on innocent children like myself,” Brenner said. “My family poured thousands of dollars into this quackery on the basis that it would make us have better orgasms and be better people, but to this day I am filled with rage at what happened to me, and to hundreds of other unfortunate children.”

Duvall is the same psychiatrist whom entertainer Lorna Luft wrote about in her autobiography, “Me And My Shadows.”  Luft is the daughter of actress Judy Garland.

“This type of abuse is typical of ‘true believers,’ whatever their belief system is,” Brenner said.  “One of the characteristics of the children who were molested by Duvall is that we all tried to tell our parents what was going on in his locked, soundproof office, and none of them listened to us.”

Duvall, who died in 1979, was never accused, charged or punished for his crimes.

“I hope ‘Orgone Box’ sets the record straight about Wilhelm Reich’s nonsensical beliefs and Duvall’s sadism toward his patients,” Brenner said.  “The publication of this e-book makes my story available to more people, particularly in Europe, where Reich’s work remains popular, for some unfathomable reason.”

“Orgone Box:” A tale of two brothers and therapy

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“Orgone Box” book tells a tale of two brothers and therapy

PUNTA GORDA, Fla. – The latest mind-bending book from “Wet Goddess” author Malcolm J. Brenner also involves his younger brother Hugh R. Brenner – on the opposite side of the issue.

“Growing Up In The Orgone Box: Secrets of a Reichian Childhood” is Malcolm’s memoir of his family’s involvement with Wilhelm Reich’s “orgone therapy” movement in the 1950’s and 60’s and his torturous treatment at the hands of one Dr. Albert Duvall, a vicious and sadistic pedophile who hid his perversions behind Reich’s teachings on the sexual liberation of children.

Malcolm’s painful and disruptive experience left him with what his brother describes as “a generalized hatred of orgonomy.” Ironically, Hugh, who had very little therapy with Duvall, came to incorporate many Reichian techniques into his private practice as a psychiatric family nurse practitioner in the Philadelphia area. For many years, the brothers shared an uneasy truce on their conflicting opinions of Reich and his work.

When Malcolm was ready to self-publish “Orgone Box,” he asked Hugh to write a forward for the book, only to find his brother had been planning to ask him for the same privilege.

“It only seemed fair,” Malcolm said. “I love my brother and he’s helped me a lot in life. His own research independently substantiated the horrible reality of what happened to me and many other people in New Jersey and Los Angeles who were Duvall’s patients.” Duvall died in 1975.

Hugh’s five-page forward to the 327-page memoir is a brief summary of Reich’s life, work, and the conflict with the FDA that led to his 1957 death in federal prison. Prior to that, the agency had burned some six tons of Reich’s equipment, notes and books relating to “orgone accumulators,” his experimental devices that somehow got shipped across state lines in defiance of federal law.

Hugh is quick to emphasize that the way he treats his patients bears no resemblance to Duvall’s harsh and invasive methods. He describes them in his forward as “a hideous betrayal of the patient-physician relationship” and “cruel distortions of psychiatric orgone therapy.” As president of the Institute for Orgonomic Science, an international non-profit group that carries on Reich’s work and research, Hugh reported on Duvall’s misconduct at an international meeting of Reich’s followers in Italy last year.

So far, Malcolm said, his controversial book and Hugh’s report have elicited little response from the small band of Reich’s remaining supporters.

“Many of Reich’s followers worship him with a frightening, almost-god-like intensity, as if the man could do no wrong, when in reality he had serious feet of clay,” Malcolm said. “Not only was Reich wrong about the existence of ‘orgone energy,’ he was a lousy judge of character.

“These ‘Reich worshippers’ stubbornly refuse to acknowledge the sordid reality behind Reich’s benevolent façade. Adults who impose their sexuality on immature children, regardless of their good intentions, create a terrible situation for their patients and subjects.”

Malcolm J. Brenner is available for interviews, contact him through malcolmb2@centurylink.net. Joint interviews including his brother Hugh R. Brenner can be arranged. “Wet Goddess,” a novel based on Malcolm’s 1971 love affair with a dolphin, is available on Amazon and as an e-book on Smashwords; “Orgone Box” is currently available on Amazon, with an e-book version to follow.

“Wet Goddess” author pens childhood memoir

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“Wet Goddess” author pens memoir of childhood sex abuse

PUNTA GORDA, Fla. – Malcolm J. Brenner, author of the controversial 2010 interspecies romance novel “Wet Goddess: Recollections Of A Dolphin Lover,” has published a second book, “Growing Up In The Orgone Box: Secrets Of A Reichian Childhood.”

The memoir of Brenner’s youth in a pseudo-scientific cult rips the veneer of respectability and self-righteousness off the bizarre sexual theories of notorious 1950’s psychotherapist Wilhelm Reich and questions his judgment of character.

“Reich wanted to create a sexual Nirvana for everyone, including children of all ages,” Brenner said, “but when he founded his Orgonomic Infant Research Center, he ended up putting a fox in charge of the henhouse.”

The “fox” Brenner is referring to is the late Dr. Albert Duvall, a student of Reich’s who administered painful, punishing and sometimes sexually invasive “orgone therapy” to the children sent to him for treatment of various psychological disorders.

Reich boastfully called them his “Children of the Future.” He hoped to create a world free of neurosis brought on by sexual repression, while unbeknownst to him, one of his closest associates was routinely abusing children mentally, physically and sexually – and getting paid by their parents to do it!

Now, decades later, the former pediatric patients who survived abuse at Duvall’s hands are finding each other through the Internet and sharing their horror stories. “My book is written for all the children who endured these tortures,” Brenner said. “A common thread is that we complained repeatedly to our parents about what was going on in Duvall’s locked, soundproof office, and none of them listened to us or seemed to care. Since most of our parents were also in therapy with Duvall, he may have exerted a Svengali-like posthypnotic control over their misguided decisions to keep us in therapy with him.”

Duvall practiced in New Jersey in the 1950’s, but suddenly moved to Los Angeles shortly after Reich died in a federal penitentiary in 1957. Reich had been serving a short sentence for shipping his “orgone energy accumulator” boxes across state lines without FDA approval. Before he died, the agency also ordered six tons of Reich’s publications, writings, notes and orgone boxes burned in a New York incinerator.

In Los Angeles, Duvall became an “orgonomist to the stars,” treating Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward, Judy Garland’s daughter Lorna Luft and blogger Roger Wilcox.

“The orgone accumulator is nothing more than a large, weak, electrical capacitor,” Brenner explained. “The only mysterious thing about it is Reich’s claims that sitting in this empty, sheet-metal-lined box could do everything from revive a flagging libido to treat cancer.”

The memoir covers the period of time from Brenner’s first concrete memories, around age five, through his parents’ breakup and divorce to his leaving home to attend college at 18. In between, he experiences terrifying fears, social stigmatization, PTSD and bizarre sexual urges. The foreword was written by the author’s brother Hugh R. Brenner, himself a practicing orgonomist.

“You could say this is a psycho-sexual history of my family and how Reich and his bogus ‘orgone therapy’ failed us,” Brenner concluded. “I want the truth to be finally known.”

“Growing Up In The Orgone Box: Secrets Of A Reichian Childhood,” 341 pages, $18.95 + $5 S/H. Published by Eyes Open Media, 5895 Swaying Palm Drive, Punta Gorda, FL 33982 malcolmb2@centurylink.net   http://www.amazon.com/Growing-Up-Orgone-Box-Childhood/dp/0615902677/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1410896559&sr=1-2

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